Here’s the second part of my recent interview with the gang at Tacky Fly Fishing; if you missed Part 1 yesterday read it here. Silicone instead of foam. Now who the hell thought that one up? That was a bit of an “ah-ha” moment. Ki and Eric had been talking about how all of the […]
Jess McGlothlin
This past year at the Orvis Guide Rendezvous in Missoula, I met a group of guides out of Falcon’s Ledge Lodge in Altamont, Utah. Having spent some time growing up in Utah, I enjoyed talking with the guys and catching up on Utah fisheries news. Fast forward three months, and we ran into each other […]
Closed out October Friday night with post-workday beers, tipping back a Vermont-brewed Long Trail at The Perfect Wife Tavern. Orvis intern Phoebe—a fellow Westerner—and I weren’t feeling much into the Halloween spirit, and went early enough to avoid the crowds. In our fleece, jeans, and boots we looked a bit like we had just come […]
(Written this last Monday…) Let me preface this post: some of you will likely be offended. It’s Monday. Get a beer after work and just let it go. As noted above, it is Monday. And after being gone much of last week for work in Florida, it was just a little bit hard to come […]
Just got back in the wee hours of this (Saturday) morning from the Theodore Roosevelt Conservation Partnership’s (TRCP) Saltwater Media Summit in Cape Coral, Florida. It was a daily 6AM-to-late-night run of meetings, panels, discussions, pow-wows, dialogues, and work. And a wee bit of fishing. TRCP’s hard-working staff had lined up an incredible group of […]
Suddenly it’s mid-October. The first skiff of snow is in the forecast for tonight, I packed away the flip-flops and pulled out the boots, and recently bought my first-ever season ski pass. (I am bound and determined it is not going to be a photo-dry winter.) More important than the wardrobe change, however, is what […]
Somewhat predictably, it’s time for some leaf pictures. Manchester is being overrun by folks with out-of-state license plates who apparently love stopping in in the middle of the road to snap pictures with their phone and complain loudly in the coffee shop about the lack of wine (and who goes to a coffee shop for […]
When I was a little kid, rivers seemed to have magic powers. My biggest worries at the time were learning multiplication tables, trying to figure out why my friends were into ballet and not camping, and a series of cross-country moves. (The moves were less of a worry, more of an adventure.) But no matter […]
Back West, the words “game fair’ would bring to mind one of two things. First, it may conjure images of some sort of hunting season party; maybe a celebration of the first day of the hunt, with beer and tall tales and maybe some fresh venison or elk. Guys standing around in Carhartt and camp […]
As I write this Saturday morning, it’s a cosy 57 degrees. I’ve already downed two cups of coffee, submitted a magazine piece, and edited pictures from yesterday’s two photo sessions. I broke out my Patagonia fleece for the first time in months, and a candle is burning on the table next to me. In short, […]
It’s been a run-around-in-circles week in the Green Mountain (really, Green Hill) country, a fact which sadly has negated any attempt at fishing. As I wrote this on Friday, weekend plans consist of undertaking the ever-growing mass of “to do” paperwork that seems to be slowly encroaching on my folding table desk. Said folding table […]
Sometimes an escape to the water is called for; sometimes it’s what is needed to press “reset” and keep the day-in-day-out routine rolling. This past week moved along pretty normally down at Orvis HQ creative services, and those that know me well know I don’t do “normal” well. I need projects, adrenaline, challenges. Normal is […]
Here’s the second part of our recent interview with Frogman Outdoors; if you missed Part One read it here. You’re looking at 15 trips a year right now… how do you see that growing in the years to come? We are hoping to conduct 15 trips in 2015 if we can raise the funds required. […]
The gang here at Chi Wulff is not shy in our support of our armed forces brethren. Personally, I’m honored to note some of my best friends are (or have been) in the special operations community, and my favorite photojournalism assignments are always working in tandem with the military. Lots of respect for that community. […]
The night before, friend Jackie and I sat at the bar at The Perfect Wife, a local pub, sipping cold cocktails while observing the concerted flutter of summer tourists. She had spent the day leading her brother and his friends on a kayak fishing trip, and I was dusty and smelling rather like a barn […]
